Chapter 1223: The Beginning of the War of the Gods!
This is a deranged chapter, corrected in the morning, please go to bed first, and refresh and watch in the morning)
(This is a confused chapter, correct it in the morning, please go to bed first, and refresh it in the morning to watch)
(This is a confused chapter, correct it in the morning, please go to bed first, and refresh it in the morning to watch)
(This is a confused chapter, correct it in the morning, please go to bed first, and refresh it in the morning to watch)
(This is a confused chapter, correct it in the morning, please go to bed first, and refresh it in the morning to watch)
(This is a confused chapter, correct it in the morning, please go to bed first, and refresh it in the morning to watch)
At this moment, on the east side of the villa, on the top floor of a solid granite building, Bulma was lying in the arms of his mother, Mrs. Brive, whimpering and weeping, while Dr. Brieves paced back and forth anxiously with a sad face.
"Boomer, when is your fairy boyfriend arriving? Mr. Gapppa, they are about to lose their time. β
The doctor couldn't help but ask, looking at the bodyguards lying around him, the wounded and even the corpses.
"Woo, he said he would come in half an hour."
Bulma raised her head, wiped the tears from her face, and glared fiercely at Little Wukong and the Turtle Immortal.
When the turtle immortal heard this, his old face turned red, and the whole person was so ashamed that he shrank into the turtle shell.
Originally, he just wanted to show off the demeanor of the god of martial arts, but he didn't expect to be killed by a nobody.
"Bang bang bang!"
There were three heavy and muffled sounds, and then the ground shook, and the whole building shook violently. The powerful fire of rocket artillery and armored vehicles directly hit three large holes in the front of the building.
Gappa, who was downstairs with the other bodyguards organizing and weaving defenses, ran up and screamed loudly.
At the moment of the shelling just now, Gappa felt a sense of death. Facing the shelling of tanks head-on, the feeling was terrible.
"Damn it, get out!"
Gappa pushed the doctor who was reluctant to leave, and when he saw Bulma who was still crying on the side, he immediately persuaded: "We can't hold it, the shelling just now wiped out my first squad, and now we don't have a few people." What's more, the Red Ribbon Legion also has some androids and anomalous people. β
"Bang !!"
There was a loud sound of glass breaking, and the wine glass in Liu Yu's hand was thrown against the wall by her, and her voice trembled: "I'm going to put that little . Prostitute. The son was torn apart, and he dared to seduce my man like this. β
"Sister Tong, Xiaoxiang, let's go. I have to teach that little one well. Cheap. Be a man! β
Liu Yu snorted fiercely, on the surface he was very unhappy with Lin Wanyu, but in his heart he scolded Zhou Chen secretly. After all, Zhou Chen's cat is stealing, can you blame that poor little fish?
Xiao Xiang and Zhang Tong glanced at each other, smiled bitterly, and started the car towards Yalong Bay.
That's right, the electronic invitation on Zhou Chen's tablet is not at all like Zhou Chen thought. There is no conspiracy in the government or any other organization.
The invitation for this chapter was secretly included in the list of Huaye Group by Liu Yu through a relationship, and then sent it to Zhou Chen.
"Cloth... General Blue. β
"Is the ancestor almost here?"
An interested smile appeared on Zhou Chen's face. There was almost certainly a conspiracy in this invitation. However, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger!
"But my pork stewed vermicelli ......," Lin Wanyu muttered with some dissatisfaction.
Hearing Lin Wanyu's words, Zhou Chen's mind was full of black lines. When I watched the Love Apartment TV series back then, I didn't feel like she was a foodie.
Gappa turned his head, his hand shaking as he held the gun. The general in front of him has defeated the terrifying existence of the turtle immortal with his ability!
How strong the strength of the turtle immortals is, Gapa has seen it.
Zhou Chen, who received this autumn wave on the side, shuddered all over his body, and his blood instantly rose. Immediately, Zhou Chen shook his head with a wry smile, his body moved, and he took out a set of robes from the ring without squinting and handed it to the little medicine fairy.
"Quick...... Let's get dressed. β
Zhou Chen looked at the little medicine fairy who was unconscious, and couldn't help but remind.
"Ahh
A long high-pitched voice peculiar to a woman sounded, and the little medicine fairy's face was flushed, obviously ashamed of what he had just done.
Hurriedly putting on his robe, the little medicine fairy's two willow eyebrows suddenly stood up, looking at Zhou Chen, who was a little gloating in front of him, he couldn't help but pounce angrily, and his hands kept scratching at Zhou Chen's face.
Seeing that Zhou Chen, a fellow countryman, was in danger, Tang Sanyi gritted his teeth, without any regrets, the six soul-chasing soul-chasing galls he made himself had already flown out of his hands.
Little Wukong was lying on the ground, his body stiff and motionless, his eyes full of anticipation and shame. The turtle immortal on the side was lying on the ground with a turtle shell on his head, without saying a word.
"It's not that you two big fools, who obviously have overwhelming strength, actually stand there and let the enemy strike first......"
The shining iron gall drew six wonderful and intersecting arcs in the air, blocking the six soul saints who were about to attack Zhou Chen.
The six sons and mothers chased the soul and killed the gall quietly collided together in the air, and in an instant, a large canopy of poisonous mist filled out, hidden in the poisonous mist, and countless milli needles that were only slender hairs, but were made of iron essence, formed a large curtain with terrifying poison, enveloping the path of the six soul saints.
The six soul saints sneered in unison, and the incomparably powerful soul power fluctuations exploded instantly, swept towards the big canopy of poisonous needles, and easily cracked the secret weapon of the Tang Sect.
"Want to leave now? Don't you think it's too late? β
With a feminine male voice, a handsome young man in a snow-white shirt with golden blue eyes suddenly appeared at the door on the top floor.
The blond young man also grabbed a black-clad bodyguard with a bloody hole in his chest and threw it in front of the doctor.
"Don't worry, the organizer this time is Huaxia, there must be something delicious."
Helplessly relieved, Zhou Chen continued: "However, let's go and prepare for the banquet first. It's a good scene that can't be ......"
At the same time, in a Mercedes-Benz sedan not far from the Hyatt Hotel, Liu Yu's bodyguard Xiaoxiang held an eight-fold ...... The high-powered telescope was monitoring Zhou Chen's every move in his room.
Behind her, Liu Yu and Zhang Tong were each holding a small glass of red wine, waiting a little nervously. Both of them were dressed in sumptuous evening dresses, with elaborate makeup and beautiful touching, obviously going to some kind of banquet.
"They're out."
After a long time, Xiao Xiang put down the binoculars, turned her head and said, "Mr. Zhou Chen and that little . Prostitute. The son got into the car together, and looked at the direction of the car, it should be rushing to the charity party in Yalong Bay. β
The Liszt family's house, though not overly luxuriously decorated. But the area is huge-it is enough to get such a large piece of land in the southern area of the Imperial Palace, where every inch of land is valuable. And to the point where the Liszt family is like this, there is really no need to rely on luxurious decorations to show their identity.
The kind of people who even have to paint the door of their home in gold and green are often nouveau riche.
In the spacious and bright living room, he sat behind a long mahogany table, waiting for the viscount's reception.
Sitting in the large and comfortable velvet chair, looking at the exquisite tea set made of silver in front of him, Gawain couldn't help but think of the poorer people outside who were poorly dressed and described as withered, and those houses that looked like shacks. Admittedly, he had some feelings about this fantasy world of swords and magic...... Disillusionment.
"Ancestor," Rebecca, who was sitting next to Gawain, quietly poked her ancestor's elbow, "How will we introduce you later?" β
"Just as we have just discussed, just say it," Gawain said quietly, "Here, we can be high-profile." β
"Ancestor," Hetty said, pouting in Amber's direction, "do you really think...... Is she fit here? β
Amber sat across from Gawain, the half-elf lady studying the silver tea set in front of her, her main method of study was to pour the tea and stuff the cup into her bosomβand as Gawain looked up, she shoved a spoonful into it.
Gawain glared at the other side: "Amber! β
"Wow!" Miss Thief exclaimed in a slightly exaggerated exclamation, and then took out the contents of her bosom and placed them on the table, including two teacups, three spoons, a silver plate, a pocket watch, a handful of nuts, two wine cups, and the monocle that Mr. Butler had just hung on his chest.
Gawain: "?! β
Damn, this Miss Dora Po, how did you TM do it?!
At this moment, Gawain couldn't help but touch the sword of the pioneer beside him, and sincerely thanked this thief for not stealing when he dug the grave before......
"She's an important witness to my resurrection," Gawain said solemnly, trying to hold back the twitching on his face, "and don't you think it's easier to do bad things if you put this guy in a place where we can't keep an eye on it?" β
Hetty nodded approvingly.
At this moment, the Viscount Andrew finally walked into the drawing room.
The oak door was pushed open by the attendants, and a thin, tall man entered, dressed in a close-fitting black gown, with short dark brown hair clinging to his scalp after balm, two meticulous mustaches extending under his nose to the sides, and his countenance tinged an unusual flush in the paleβa somewhat morbid look that was common among nobles, especially those who were not very gifted with magic or martial arts.
In order to experience supernatural powers beyond their own talents, and to indulge in more indulgent pleasures, they will overdose on expensive potions to "enhance their perceptions", and the side effects of such potions will manifest themselves in their faces.
They even took pride in it, and regarded the paleness of their faces as one of the hallmarks of nobility.
At this point, the descendants of Cecil, who still followed the ancestral teachings to honestly hone their skills and relied on their own efforts to practice martial arts (or magic), became an outlier in the aristocratic circles. But it can't be helped, after all, the Cecil family is in decline, not to mention the potions that are often priceless, and Rebecca can't even afford to fix the hole in the family castle - of course, she doesn't need to fix it now.
"Ah, beautiful Lady Hetty, and equally beautiful Miss Rebecca, I'm sorry for my tardiness," said Viscount Andrew in a loud voice as he entered the room, his tone suffocated and his face as if he were sincerely apologetic, "but I'm too busy, the bad news of Cecil's realm has spread throughout my realm, and the people are panicking, and I have to spend most of my day arranging for the defense of my realm and listening to the reports of the patrols. β
Gawain suddenly got goosebumps, and muttered in a low voice: "Do you have to use this kind of aria when talking to the nobles of this year?" β
Rebecca lowered her voice: "Ancestor, wasn't this the case for your nobles back then?" β
"Back then, we used to go into taverns and blow each other in business, and then we talked about things by the way."
ββ¦β¦ The customs are indeed different now than they were back then. Of course, Viscount Andrew's way of speaking does ...... It's also a little more special than others. β
"We understand that you really should be busy now," Hetty saw that Rebecca, who was the rightful heir of Cecil, was busy chatting with the ancestor at this time, completely unaware that she should stand up and respond, and immediately glared at the latter in embarrassment and hatred, and then stood up, "But I still have to remind you that you should call Rebecca a viscount, not a young lady - she has inherited the family title as early as last year, and on such occasions, you should call her Viscount Rebecca or Viscount Cecil." β
The nobility of this world seems to have less strict rules when it comes to addressing titles on a general occasion, and they can be preceded by either a name or a surname.
Rebecca was glared at by Hetty, and then she stood up in hindsight and gave Viscount Andrew a proper bow to meet a nobleman of the same level, and the action was still standard: "Viscount Andrew, thank you very much for your hospitality." β
"Yes, Viscount Cecil," Andrew reminisced about the lady's reputation in aristocratic circles after being reminded by Hetty, and he restrained himself a bit, and chose to use his surname instead of his first name before the title when addressing Rebecca, which was a more serious way of addressing him, "I deeply regret what happened to Cecil's Domain, it was a disaster." But the good news is that you are safe and sound, and it seems that the legacy of the Cecil family will not be severed. β
What followed was almost nourishic politeness and congratulatory words, one side expressing her concern strictly and the other trying to show her gratitude and touch after receiving the warmth, and Miss Rebecca, who was obviously suspicious of being caught in the door, was not very good at this kind of communication, so she very bluntly pulled the topic back to the right track: "
"Remember, Speer, that we are not just here to complete this plot, but also to kill that scum of the Steman family, and you know what it would mean to me if he stepped through the gates of Kyoto."
"Don't worry, I always remember my agreement with your Valzin family, you help me ascend to the throne, I will marry the moon of Ronago to you, of course, you can't always be a spectator, this time you have to show a little sincerity, don't tell me that the prime minister's mansion is full of scholars." Speer stood up as he spoke, and instantly bloomed with a domineering momentum, which was also the previous laziness.
Seeing that Speer had to drag himself into the water, Tanstin didn't feel the slightest embarrassment, but smiled confidently, "This is the reason why I came to you today, I don't think anyone will associate the fortress of the gods with us, I heard that there is a dragon knight among the people who came this time." β
Hearing the Dragon Knight, Speer's eyes lit up, and he picked up the wine glass on the table and bumped it with Tanstin.
His Majesty the Menid Emperor Yuchentz had two sons and four daughters, which was a bit thin for the royal family, which had always been prosperous. Of course, this also indirectly contributed to the concentration of power around the two princes, forming two opposing camps in the court. For the chair under His Majesty, the entire imperial power field is always surging, for the survival of the family, for greater glory, politicians have begun to stand in line.
The eldest prince Kuyt is over thirty years old, and he has been learning government affairs with His Majesty since **, and His Majesty Yuchintz is also cultivating him as a prince, but he is suspicious by nature, and then indecisive, except for a group of old ministers who are still hoping for him, other new nobles have basically joined the camp of the second prince Speer.
The second prince Speer is much more famous than his brother Kuyt, the prince who graduated with honors at the Imperial Royal Knight Academy, after finishing his studies, he went to the front line of the Douglas where the Imperial Empire and the Aussu Empire were at war, and a year later he was awarded the "Golden Ziwei" medal by His Majesty the Emperor himself, and has been serving in the Royal Lionheart Knights since returning to Beijing.
And what really made this prince famous was a holy war he participated in as an adult, not that he killed many heads of heretics, but in the dark land he met a beautiful elf who secretly ran out of the elf island in the southern Qinlun Sea bend to experience, so the prince who was twelve years old and broke on a certain maid was shocked for a while, and finally captured the elf after chasing for more than 20 miles, only to find that this rather "outstanding" beauty was a male elf - in fact, the elves are beautiful both men and women. In the end, Speer, who was unwilling, simply exploded the chrysanthemum of this male elf. After this news was reported back to Kyoto, he became synonymous with perverts for a while, and the name "pervert" made him famous.
Speer's mother's family fief was in Shubel, the largest port city in the Menid Empire, and on the surface, this family was rarely involved in the imperial power field, but secretly controlled most of the thirteen tribes of the blood clan in the southern part of the empire.
This high-profile and almost arrogant second prince should be crowned a prince and leave the imperial capital when he becomes an adult, but this prince, who was deliberately left in Kyoto by the old emperor, frequently participated in banquets held by the nobles of the imperial power level, secretly used the rich income in the mother's territory to form a party for personal gain, cultivated his own power in Kyoto, and openly sang against Kuyt in the imperial capital, without hiding his peeping heart for the throne. But the old emperor turned a blind eye, and seemed to be determined to let the two princes fight well.
And the new Ninth Knight of the Empire, Griffi, has undoubtedly become the best chess piece on the chessboard of the two princes, if they can frame the other party and kill the unworthy Ninth Knight, then they will definitely fall into the other party's catastrophe, and they really can't find a reason not to take Griffily in the white-hot battle for the throne.
The Imperial Prime Minister Walzin ostensibly supported the eldest prince, while his son Tanstin was secretly attached to the second prince, which fully explained the wise saying that "a wise nobleman never puts his eggs in one basket".
While Griffily was still battling illness on the road, and while the people of Ronago were still preparing for the grand ceremony to welcome the return of the hero of the Empire, a series of conspiracies had quietly unfolded against him.